I’m spending a night away from my busy life. It’s like suspending reality. I get to forget that there are children to be collected, or meals to be cooked. Tonight I am just me, not a wife or a mother, just tric. I am visiting home, my childhood home. Today I got to spend the … More Home sweet home.
I grew up in a world which has disappeared. My past is just that, my past. It happened and it is over. I lived a colourful life most especially when I was at school as I did not conform very well. However as far as my children are concerned I worked hard, never skipped a … More Til death do they part. Our children and the internet.
At what age do girls become unattractive? When we look at newborns we marvel at how perfect they are. As toddlers and young children we remark on how cute they look, and use words such as “handsome” and “pretty”. When they are ten and eleven, we appreciate their fresh faced childish faces, faces we believe … More What lies beneath?
We all have some idea of what it might be like to have chemotherapy and surgery, but what happens next? With so many “selfies” being posted to raise funds for cancer care and awareness, today’s letter is from a cancer survivor. The letter is written by Mary, an Irish lady who I am very proud … More Series of letters. Letter 21
There was a time when I thought online friends were a figment of the imagination of sad people who had no real life. I could not understand a relationship which was acted out online. Facebook friends were a joke to me, and I was judgemental of those who used online dating sites. Then I began … More “You have online friends. How sad are you!”
One of my children is very competitive. When I remark on it to my friends they usually laugh and say “I wonder where she got that from?”. I don’t actually agree with them that I am a competitive person, but growing up I admit I was a highly competitive individual. Everything was a competition and … More I confess, I am a competitive mother, and proud!
Today is International Happiness Day. Are you feeling it? No, I’m not either. It’s like hearing someone is a comedian, you immediately want them to make you laugh. As a result you are more than likely not going to find them funny. Who decided that March 20th is the day the world is to be … More I don’t care if you’re miserable, today is International Happiness Day.
It is a well known fact that when you have children you change. There is no denying it. We may all think that we will be young dynamic parents, who will always remember just how boring new parents are, and then we have a baby and we change. For the next many many years we … More Whoops I forgot I’m still a mother.
Yesterday it was my birthday. From start to finish it was a lovely day. Being St Patricks Day there was an air of celebration and holiday around which I like to pretend was because it was my birthday. My youngest is still at the age where she is excited by birthdays. She loves to give … More A very special birthday gift.
I Hope you all enjoyed St Patricks Day. It just so happens to also be my Birthday. I have what must be the best day of the year to have a birthday. It’s a national holiday so I never had to go to school as a child. It comes slap bang in the middle of … More I’ll drink to the death of my old phone, and anything else I can think of!
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